Some time ago, Wang Ye was overwhelmed by a series of fancy tasks at the post office.
I originally thought that the post office would give me two extra tasks for my intermediate ghost job assessment, but I didn't expect that it would become easier.
only...
When will I be qualified to send those three letters?
Suddenly, Wang Ye raised his head and looked at the three bright red letters at the top.
"Only you are allowed to participate in this mission."
Suddenly, the white-skinned monkey's voice sounded again.
Wang Ye paused before leaving, turned around with cold eyes, and returned to the front desk.
"It was you who imposed this condition on me, or the post office!"
It exuded a bit of murderous aura, Wang Ye looked at it and said lightly.
The white-skinned monkey was like a robot, without any response.
"Oh, a microphone?"
"In that case, just keep a mouth open."
Wang Ye said quietly, the boning knife slid down to the palm of his hand, aimed at the white-skinned monkey's one eye, and stabbed it without hesitation.
As the boning knife got closer and closer to the one-eye, the originally stiff white-skinned monkey suddenly had an expression and backed away in panic.
"It's the post office, it has nothing to do with me."
Wang Ye's knife paused in mid-air, looking at the white-skinned monkey, thinking for a moment.
really...
This guy is self-aware.
According to his analysis, he, a postman, was not under the forced control of the post office, so how could the front desk... be?
Unless in the eyes of the post office, humans and ghosts are treated differently.
But based on the tasks issued by the post office in the past, it is obviously not the case.
"Tell me about the work, tasks, and rewards assigned to you by the post office."
Wang Ye approached the white-skinned monkey step by step, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice, and the boning knife in his hand shone with a cold light.
"Don't!"
"There's no reward!"
"Every time before you come, the post office will give me a note. Just ask me to read it!"
"Say that time is enough and let me go."
...
Read the note?
In Wang Ye's opinion, this is simply unnecessary.
Logically speaking, the post office would not do such a troublesome thing.
Perhaps, is this the post office conveying some kind of message to itself?
Wang Ye's eyes moved slightly: "Besides me, have you ever received anyone else?"
"No...no!"
The white-skinned monkey glanced at the boning knife in Wang Ye's hand, took two steps back in fear, and shook his head.
No?
If that's the case, is he the only one responsible for delivering the letter?
Could it be that the post office just wanted to deliver such a message to itself? It’s not necessary, just write it on paper!
But if not, the white-skinned monkey would not have had the opportunity to say this sentence completely in the post office.
perhaps...
Does the post office also have its own rules?
Even if you tell yourself something, how many turns does it take?
"Pay more attention to your surroundings and collect some information. If you don't have any new information about the post office next time you come..."
"I'll leave you with only one mouth."
Wang Ye gave the white-skinned monkey a cold look. In its frightened eyes, Wang Ye turned and left.
The wooden door disappeared into the living room again.
Iron Bridge Town...
Vaguely, Wang Ye always felt that this town seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't recall it.
After opening his diary and flipping through it for a long time, Wang Ye finally saw the name of Iron Bridge Town in the corner.
But it seems that he has not recorded anything about Iron Bridge Town.
Just inexplicably, these three words were written in bold bold font!
After taking a look at the scar with the word 'heavy' engraved on his arm, Wang Ye suppressed the doubts in his heart.
perhaps...
This mission can bring me some unexpected surprises.
Not long after, the waiter sat on Xiao Wu's shoulders and returned to the house with two bags of snacks in each hand.
"I'm going out for a trip. If it's quick, I'll be back in one day or three days at the latest."
"If anyone comes into our house after I leave, don't ask any questions, just beat him or her to death."
Wang Ye looked at Xiao Wu and said.
Xiao Wu showed a strong desire to follow Wang Ye, but was rejected by Wang Ye.
If it weren't for the deceptive restrictions of the post office, Wang Ye would have liked to take Xiao Wu with him. After all, there is strength in numbers.
"Remember, don't ask who breaks in, just hit him!"
After giving instructions again, Wang Ye wrote down the information about Iron Bridge Town, then simply packed up some items and left.
…
Iron Bridge Town.
An ordinary town in front of eternal night.
Most of the villagers in the town have the surname Zhou and are very close to each other.
It seems to have been passed down from a long time ago. During the eternal night, the people in this town had no time to escape and all died.
Fortunately, this town is not far from Shangjing. It can be reached by walking dozens of miles from Shangjingdong.
But according to the tasks of the post office, this village should be far from as simple as the information.
Sitting on the mail truck, Wang Ye set up the navigation and stepped on the accelerator.
Speaking of which, after the end of the eternal night, the mail truck seemed to have been upgraded a bit. At least when it was driven, the engine noise was not as loud as before.
It can be regarded as changing from asthma to normal cough.
Moreover, the speed of the mail train has also improved a lot, but the seat is still not very comfortable, and my back hurts after a long time.
The journey was not far, and with the current speed of the mail train, Wang Ye arrived at the outskirts of Iron Bridge Town in just one hour.
Although its performance has been upgraded, the mail truck remains as timid as ever.
When there were still a few hundred meters to the possible destination, the mail truck stopped and never took a step forward no matter what.
Fortunately, Wang Ye was used to this, so he put the three letters away and got out of the car.
Holding the Ghost Sword tightly, he looked around cautiously. After noticing nothing strange, Wang Ye walked away.
After all, it is an assessment task given by the post office, and even the assessment itself is a reward, so Wang Ye still attaches great importance to it.
I just don’t know what the privileges of the mid-level ghosts will be.
This town is in a remote location before Yongye, and there are no buildings around it.
Wang Ye just stood in a rice field with a solemn expression.
Logically speaking, how could the surrounding rice fields grow so lushly in an abandoned town?
and...
There are also several scarecrows placed in the rice fields. The clothes on them are obviously not that shabby, and they seem to have been newly put on.
It's just that the scarecrow's eyes are a little too lively and seem to be full of agility.
Wang Ye always has the illusion that these scarecrows are looking at him!
But when Wang Ye looked over, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
A breeze blew by, causing the scarecrow's clothes to sway and make sounds.
Like a nightingale crying.
